Todobakudeku Omegaverse uwu -DISCONTINUED-

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(YOU MOTHERFUCKERS. I NEVER MADE THIS BOOK WITH THE INTENTION OF REACHING 100K AND SHOUTOUT TO AnimeWeeb00 FOR MAKING ME CRY)

Kacchan and I were sitting in my dorm when Shochan got home.

"I'm back." Shochan walked in, barren of all emotion. He looked exhausted and had a bandage patch on his left cheek. I was immediately suspicious. But Kacchan didn't seem to notice right away.

"We missed you, Shochan." I smiled as he flopped onto the bed. I started to pat his head, but he flinched as soon as I touched him. His face was buried in the covers so I couldn't see his expression. "Shochan..?"

"I should go shower.." He stood and walked into my bathroom. "Katsuki, sorry to bother you like this, but could you please grab me some clothes from my dorm?"

"Sure, Sho." Kacchan got up, kinda surprised at Shochan's apology. It wasn't really necessary, but it wasn't anything to get hung up on so the blond let it go. Kacchan gave me a look that pretty much said: "Something's wrong.".

As he left, Shochan started the slower and probably got in.

"What could I ask Shochan without sounding suspicious..." I bit the nail of my thumb, deep in thought. "I could- no that's too obvious."

"I could always take the middle school counselor approach." I laughed to myself. "Is there anything happening at home that you want me to know about?"

"Damn Deku, I leave for three minutes and you already start talking to yourself?" Kacchan snorted at me once he entered the room with clothes for Shochan.

"Haha..." I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly. "So what'd you pick out for him?"

"Nothing weird. Did you know he has a Lady Gaga shirt in there?" Kacchan looked amazed. "It has Hot written on one side and Cold on the other. And they perfectly match up to his sides!"

"Kacchan.." I struggled to hold in my laugh. "You didn't."

"Behold, Deku." Kacchan laid out two articles of clothing on the bed beside me. The Hot and Cold shirt and some gray jogging pants. "Designer, right?"

"You two seem to be having fun." Shochan appeared, making me almost scream. He was freshly out of the shower and dried, his hair was the only thing on him that was wet. The old bandage was replaced by a new one. "Oh you found my good shirt."

"Yeah, now get dressed IcyHot. We need to talk."

I never thought an Alpha could send out distress pheromones so pungent but there we were, sitting in Shochan's distress.

"S-Shochan, we're not leaving you!" I reminded him so he could calm down. "Just put your clothes on so we can talk please!"

Shochan nodded and got dressed, sitting on the bed next to us.

"So, um Shochan." I muttered, playing with my fingers. "W-We just wanted to a-ask..."

"Is there anything at home that you want us to know about, Sho?" Kacchan intercepted, knowing what to say.

'Oh my All-Might.' I thought, struggling to contain my laughter. Then I remembered that it was a serious topic, so I shouldn't laugh.

"To word it better, we're concerned about you. Everytime you come back you seem exhausted." I nodded. "Even just now, you flinched when I went to pat your head."

"Sorry, I was just training before and I'm still kind of in battle mode." Shochan said, his voice still monotone and his eyes cast downwards.

I huffed and looked at Kacchan.

"Sho." Kacchan bit his tongue, trying to keep his patience. "We're not dumb."

"Shochan, you didn't answer your phone." I recalled. "And you always answer your phone. Don't you think we'd be worried?"

"Sorry, it's dead."

"Could I see it?" Kacchan immediately said afterwards.

Shochan hesitated before nodding slowly and getting up. He walked over to his jacket and pulled out his phone, the screen facing his person.

"It won't turn on." He explained as he sat down. Kacchan took the phone from his hand and uttered a curse.

"Fucking glass just cut my hand!" Kacchan hissed. He flipped the phone over to reveal a shattered phone screen, with shards of glass sticking out. Then, Kacchan flipped over Shochan's hand, revealing countless shards of glass cutting into his hand.

"Oh that's new." Shochan said, trying not to be bothered by it.

"How did your phone break Shochan?" I asked, taking a tissue out of my bedside box. Kacchan went to clean up his own hand in the bathroom. Then, I took Shochan's hand and picked the glass out of it, placing it in the tissue.

"Sparring got... out of hand." Shochan admitted. "I, uh, I had my phone in my pocket so it was broken."

"Is there glass in your leg, Shochan?" I gasped, immediately worried.

"No, it didn't break through my pants." He shook his head, honestly looking a bit relieved.

"So, what happened at home?" Kacchan asked, walking out of the bathroom with a bandage on his hand.

"Sparring got out of hand and he broke his phone in the process." I explained and Shochan nodded.

"And that's all that happened?" Kacchan looked at Shochan directly. Shochan nodded. "Don't lie to me, Shoto."

"I'm not, Katsuki." Shochan glared at Kacchan, making the latter back down.

Uncomfortable silence followed.

"Shochan, you must be hungry!" I clapped my hands together. "We're out of breakfast, but could you make him something to eat Kacchan?"

"Sure. Cold soba?" Kacchan asked.

"Please." Shochan's lips tugged at a smile. The two left the room, Shochan being understandably excited. I couldn't help but giggle as I walked behind them and closed the door.

It was a short lived giggle, I couldn't help but feel... off. I wanted to believe Shochan but something didn't feel right. Shochan wasn't one to lie to me, as a matter of fact, he hates lies the most. So, even if he hates them, would he still lie to us?

Was Shochan lying to Kacchan and I?